"Pu!" The cold river water never crossed the top, but Hu Qingpeng was not panicked, as if he had returned to his mother's arms, relaxed his body and mind, felt every change and impact of the water flow, and floated downstream naturally. The next moment, he was held up by the water flow and floated out of the water. The fresh air came to his face, with a faint fishy smell. He heard the screams and commotion from the dock - the opponents would not give up easily, the danger he faced

It was almost over. In the battle just now, because he used the martial arts he had just learned, the connection of moves, changes and coordination of footwork, dozens of wounds were cut by the enemy's weapons. Fortunately, a top master like Huangfu Ji did not arrive, otherwise he would be unable to fly. At this time, his mood was a little relaxed, and he felt pain everywhere in his body, especially because his internal strength was consumed a lot and his meridians were damaged, which would not be restored in a short time.

Hu Qingpeng opened his eyes and looked at the deep and beautiful night sky, as if he had seen Tang Xue's beautiful face. He sighed softly in his heart. Do you know that they have started to act? Did they find the person who responded successfully? His mission has been completed, and the rest is not something he can control. He confidently passed by a bloody battle just now, and while he was severely injured by the enemy, he also successfully attracted the attention of the enemy. In the next step, Hu Lingquan and Huangfu Ji will definitely send the main force to pursue the downstream direction. In this way, the possibility of Tang Xue, Zeng Ying and others leaving Changsha will greatly increase. Unfortunately, Hu Lingquan and others did not know that this "Zhang Yukun" is fake. As long as he washes off the disguise medicine and restores his original appearance, the enemy will never be able to catch "Zhang Yukun" - this is the most exciting part of the entire plan. Imagine Hu Lingquan's angry and furious appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow broke through the air and a sudden sound of several feathered arrows landed beside him, splashing a few small waves.

Hu Qingpeng looked back in frightened and saw several small boats coming through the waves. The man on Zhuo Li's bow blew his bow and shot him wildly. His thoughts moved slightly and suddenly sank into the water. He cleverly used the thrust of the water flow, like the most agile fish swimming away. On the water surface, the archers who lost their target were at a loss and cursed.

Hu Qingpeng fully utilized his excellent advantages in understanding the nature of water. He drifted downstream for about thirty or forty miles, and found a shallow with smooth water flowing and reeds covered with reeds to climb the shore. The pursuers were left far behind by him and would not pose a threat in a short period of time.

Hu Qingpeng first washed his face, then tore his shirt into cloth strips, wrapping it around the severely damaged wounds, so as not to drip the blood on the ground and arouse the enemy's alertness. At this time, he had nothing except a dagger, a jade pendant and a few taels of broken silver. Even the handkerchief of his senior sister he treasured was lost inadvertently. Hu Qingpeng did not feel regretful about this, because he no longer felt a heartbeat for his senior sister, and the hazy feelings of the past dissipated without a trace like passing smoke. He wrapped the jade pendant and other items in his hand, and then threw the remaining clothes into the river, leaving no clues for the enemy to trace.

Hu Qingpeng climbed the embankment and felt the river wind blowing through his chest, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Even if the situation was critical in the past, at least he could ensure that he was dressed neatly and not so embarrassed. The most urgent task now is to try to get a set of clothes to cover up the ugly things, otherwise how could he go out to see people? Standing on the river bank, looking at the distance, the dark shadows overlapped in the fields, and several villages were scattered. He could not say that, so he had to be a thief. He made up his mind and ran towards a larger village.

Before he entered the village, the watchdog at the farmer's house had already smelled the stranger's breath and barked wildly. A family of dogs barked, and every family of dogs shouted loudly. The group of dogs barked into the clouds with endless ups and downs.

Hu Qingpeng was scared into a cold sweat on the spot. Didn’t such a big noise alarm the whole village? If someone saw a naked "clothed thief", how could he have the face to walk around the world? He immediately ran away with his head in his arms, with an unprecedented speed. Before his plan to steal clothes was implemented, he declared that he had died halfway.

As the saying goes, one's mistakes lead to wisdom. When he encounters a village, he bypasses the village and runs for dozens of miles before he sees a forest to hide. At this time, the sky has become brighter, and the clouds in the east have begun to be dyed with a light red. The rooster crows and the morning mist slowly drifts away. It is really not suitable for him to escape. Hu Qingpeng walked straight into the depths of the woods, and went through hardships to find a hidden tree hole, which could no longer stop the strong tiredness, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Hu Qingpeng's heart tensed suddenly and woke up from his dream. Ruthless footsteps came from nearby. After careful identification, there were dozens of people! He was secretly shocked. The enemy's movements were indeed very fast. He expanded the scope of search here so quickly. It was probably full of them. It is conceivable that they value "Zhang Yukun". But things went against their wishes. The more people they invested in the search, the less likely they could achieve their goal. Of course, if he was discovered by the other party now, it would be a disaster.

Hu Qingpeng tried to use his true qi silently, but he felt that the qi and meridians were not stable, and his internal organs were in pain, and his skills were less than 50%. Moreover, his muscles were sore and soft, and his joints were stiff. If there was a conflict with the enemy at this time, how could he have a chance to break out? He listened to the sound of footsteps gradually approaching, and he had no time to divert, so he could only pray that the other party would not find any clues.

At this moment, a colorful snake hangs from the branch directly in front of him, as thick as a child's arm, head like a triangle, and spitting bright red snake letters, and actually crawled towards him. Hu Qingpeng watched it approaching, and couldn't help but stand upside down. He squeezed a cold sweat on his palm, and suddenly a bad premonition flashed in his heart. Could it be that the tree hole he was hiding in was a snake hole? In a moment, the poisonous snake crawled in front of the cave, raised its upper body, hovered its tail, and hissed, and posed as an attack. Hu Qingpeng secretly complained that he was unlucky, and slowly raised his right hand to protect the vital points of the face.

One person and one snake stared at the small eyes and stalemate for a moment. The poisonous snake finally couldn't hold back and vowed to take back its territory. It bounced with a bow and bit it like lightning. Hu Qingpeng did not dare to make a large move, and his right palm quickly grasped it and pinched the snake's neck. Unexpectedly, the snake's body was extremely slippery, and he didn't grab it steadily. The snake's head suddenly broke free and bit his arm hard. Hu Qingpeng felt cold in his heart. Oh no! He was poisoned!

Suddenly, the poisonous snake's body trembled for a few moments, and actually loosened its teeth and lost its entanglement force. Hu Qingpeng was overjoyed and instinctively opened his mouth to bite the snake's neck, and the fishy snake blood rushed into his throat. He had been hungry for a long time, so he simply sucked fresh snake blood to replenish his physical strength. He thought to himself with hatred: Since you bite me first, I won't be polite to you!

"There are snakes on the tree!" The pursuers happened to pass by under the tree. Some people were sharp-eyed and saw a piece of poisonous snake's tail exposed outside the cave.

"Shut up! We are looking for someone, not here to catch snakes!" The man in the lead scolded in a deep voice, looked at the tree hole with snakes, and led everyone to continue searching in depth.

When the words rang, Hu Qingpeng almost jumped out of his throat, fearing that the enemy would go up to the tree to check. Unexpectedly, their leader was smart and thought that no one would hide in the snake's hole. He just wanted to seize the time to search for other places. He missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He listened to the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and hurriedly let go of the snake's neck, bowed three times to the sky, and whispered: "Brother Snake, forgive me for my sins, I actually didn't intend to take your life, everything was purely accidental! Thanks to your cover today, otherwise I would have been discovered by the enemy! I hope the Buddha bless you to reincarnate as soon as possible, and give me the opportunity to repay you."

He looked at the wound bitten by the snake, and there was no sign of redness, swollenness, and blackness, nor did he show signs of poisoning and dizziness, and secretly said, "Isn't this a poisonous snake?" Otherwise, how can I explain that I am safe?

Hu Qingpeng hid in the woods for three days, relied on picking wild fruits and catching birds and beasts for feeding, safely avoiding the enemy's two large-scale searches. When the pursuers evacuated without any gain, he took the risk of going out one evening and knocked out the evil dog who was guarding the door, and finally successfully stole all his clothes back, avoiding the embarrassment of being naked.

Although he looked rustic when wearing a farmer's clothes, Hu Qingpeng didn't care. After all, he could return to the world openly. He asked the locals and found out that he was in the territory of Gaojiafang, only two days away from the shore of Dongting Lake. Since reading Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower Inscription", he was full of yearning for this lake all over the world. He really wanted to take a look at the magnificent scene in the article "I see the beauty of Baling, a lake in Dongting. He holds distant mountains and swallows the Yangtze River, vast and endless; the morning sun and sunset, and the weather is endless." Now there is nothing left and right, and I just have the opportunity to visit, so why not do it? Ask the direction and go straight and then go.

Along the way, there were many heroes coming and going, and 99% came to pursue Zhang Yukun. After all, the temptation of the treasure map of the world's treasure map is too great. Everyone knows that Zhang Yukun is hiding nearby. At this time, it depends on who is lucky and can find him first. Since most of the people they meet are gangsters, Hu Qingpeng is unwilling to reveal his identity as a disciple of Hengshan Sect, and try to avoid getting angry and attracting enemies from the masters.

Rushi walked for two days and finally arrived at the edge of Dongting Lake that morning.

Dongting Lake is the remains of ancient Yunmeng. It is one of the vastest lakes in China. It is carried out infusion of Xiangjiang River and is connected to the Yangtze River. It is surrounded by thousands of miles and has countless islands of various sizes and is known as the "Eight Hundred Miles of Dongting". Hu Qingpeng looked at it with a relaxed heart. Fan Zhongyan's famous quotes flashed naturally in his mind, "... Spring and scenery are bright, and the sky is bright, and the sky is bright, and there are thousands of green. Sand gulls gather, and the scales are swimming; the shore is icy orchid, lush and green. Or the smoke is empty, the vast moon is thousands of miles away, the floating light leaps gold, and the quiet shadow sinks to the wall; Fisherman's songs and Q&A, how fun is this!" But I saw the clear sky, the lake surface is like a mirror, the fishing boats shuttle, the hills on the shore are undulating, and the trees are lush, like a natural painting scroll. The faint green and clear lake water makes people feel aroused to swim.

While I was feeling the feeling, the strong wind suddenly rose on the lake surface, and the huge waves were empty. The layers of waves were like thousands of troops, magnificently hitting the embankment, splashing countless broken jades. The black clouds rolled out from the sky, occupying half of the sky in an instant. The downpour rain then roared and fell, covering the scenery in the distance into the white veil. The lake water was stirring more and more violently, as if a dragon was biting and fighting at the bottom of the water, which was discouraging.

It was going to rain heavily! Hu Qingpeng witnessed the power of heaven and earth, hurried down the lake embankment and ran along the path. The strong wind blew, and the forest waves were rumbling, and broken branches were occasionally knocked down. It was also his luck that he had just run out half a mile and saw a wine shop in the lake bay ahead, which was just enough to hide from the coming wind and rain.

As soon as Hu Qingpeng stepped into the wine shop, heavy rain fell on his back, and the raindrops of copper coins made the roof crackle. Fortunately, the store owner closed the window first, otherwise the tables and chairs in the house would be blown over. Hu Qingpeng took a breath and glanced up, as if he was suddenly hit by lightning. He was stunned and unable to move for a moment.

In addition to the shopkeeper, there was only one customer in the wine shop. He was dressed in white, handsome, cold and arrogant, with a mysterious and majestic temperament between his eyebrows and eyes. His cold star-like eyes were cast on Hu Qingpeng, revealing a complex look, which made people unable to see through his inner thoughts. He picked up the white silk squid on the table and wiped his plain hands, and said lightly: "Young Master Hu, you really don't meet anywhere in life. I didn't expect you to meet you in such a remote place! I wonder what you have to do here?"

Hu Qingpeng smiled bitterly and said, "Yi...Young Master Yi, it's really a coincidence! I'm just here to shelter from the rain. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave immediately!" Suddenly, I met Yi Wufeng, who was lingering in my heart. He was mixed and contradictory. He couldn't tell what he felt. Although he wanted to approach her and appreciate her beauty and charm, his reason did not allow him to do so. He is the descendant of the Seven Sword Sect, a hero who is admired in the future, and she is the elder of the Demon Sect and an irreconcilable enemy in the White Dao. The gap between the two is so huge that it is impossible to cross. If he had frequent contact with her, he was afraid that he would fall too deep and finally could not extricate himself. Looking at the beauty in front of him, he had the helplessness of being close to the world.

Yi Wufeng frowned slightly, and the shopkeeper and the clerk immediately jumped to Hu Qingpeng's side, forming a clamping force on one left and one right. His eyes were full of light, and he swept away his mediocre and lazy expression just now. He was actually a master who was hidden.

Hu Qingpeng was stunned, and his true energy suddenly spread all over his body, and he said vigilantly: "Young Master Yi, what are you trying to do?" He was worried. Could it be that he had accidentally entered a black store? Otherwise, how could there be such a store in such a remote place? Or is this the secret base of the Demon Cult?

Yi Wufeng looked at him carefully for a while and asked, "Hu Qingpeng, are you afraid to see me? Why are you in a hurry to leave?"

Of course, Hu Qingpeng would not tell his concerns truthfully, and said with a thorn in his mouth: "Who said I was afraid of you? It's just that I know that Mr. Yi has a high taste and likes quietness. But I am a common man and I don't want to disturb the young master's elegant pleasure of tasting wine alone, so I have to leave."

Yi Wufeng smiled slightly, and the unspeakable cool wind liu pointed to the empty seat opposite and said, "It's wind and rain outside. Do you have any urgent matters to go and do it? If not, sit down and drink with me."

Hu Qingpeng shook his head and hesitated whether to obey her instructions. His feet couldn't help but walk to the table. He sighed inwardly. Since he refused to let him go easily, he would be more generous. A man can take it and put it down, so don't let the woman look down on him. After his idea, he reached out to pour a glass of wine and smiled and said, "It's rare to have the opportunity to drink with the young master. I'm not polite! Hu has thanked the young master several times, so he doesn't need to explain his gratitude in detail. I'll give him a cup of praise first, wishing him eternal youth!" After that, he raised his glass and drank it all.

Yi Wufeng showed a look of appreciation, raised her glass and took a sip, and asked curiously: "Hu Qingpeng, you haven't seen each other for many days, and your skills have improved a lot. Is there any adventure?"

Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "Young Master has such a clever vision! But I didn't have any adventures. I just merged and dissolved all the alien true qi in my body by chance, completely eliminating a huge hidden danger. Even so, it is still far from your younger brother."

Yi Wufeng said: "You don't have to belittle yourself! Your current cultivation level is better than your peers. Among the young disciples of the Seven Sword Sects, you can rank in the top ten. In time, your achievements are limitless." After a pause, he asked casually: "What I'm curious about is why you suddenly appeared here?"

Hu Qingpeng said: "I have heard that Dongting Lake has unparalleled scenery for a long time, and there are countless literati and poets who have splashed ink for it, and they have long been here to watch it. This time I went north and passed by here, so I deliberately took a detour here, but I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish for many years."

Yi Wufeng said, "So that's how you are, you are actually a bit elegant in literature! But if you appreciate the beauty of Dongting, you should be the best in Yueyang! Meng Haoran's poem "Looking at Dongting" contains famous lines from the ancient saying "The air steams in the clouds and dreams, and the waves shake the Yueyang Tower". Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty also wrote that "The sails are 800 miles away, and people look at them from the Yueyang Tower." As for the article, of course, the first recommendation of Fan Wenzheng's "Yueyang Tower Notes", which is in the line "Worrying before the world is worried, and then the world is happy" completely transcends the scope of landscapes and is deafening, and it is truly a masterpiece of eternal songs!"

Hu Qingpeng looked at her blankly, feeling more and more unfathomable, and praised: "It turns out that the young master is not only extraordinary in martial arts, but also proficient in poetry and prose, and admire him!"

Yi Wufeng smiled and said, "You are not bad either! If it were those martial artists, how could I know what I was talking about? Playing the piano to a cow is the most boring thing. Hu Qingpeng, can you tell me where Zhang Yukun is now?"
Chapter completed!